[Finding his first question to be rhetorical, Lexa shifts her weight so that it's evenly distributed throughout her entire feet. It makes her steadier, less inclined toward a flight instinct that may have proved necessary here. His lecture frustrates her, but she knows her emotions are getting the better of her.
(Are they her emotions? So many of them feel foreign, like they don't belong—she doesn't like them one bit.)]
The answer is more than just "my safety," [she supplies, ensuring that he skips that part. Lexa has already rested her hopes on that belief, but it's not enough for her. There may be others who are glad that they are simply alive, but surviving doesn't fall in false hopes. Hope comes from knowing facts, from being able to perceive the situation fully. It doesn't come from dreams.]
I'd like to know. [She's less commanding this time, softening her words carefully. Part of that is because she's avoiding another lecture (she gets enough from Titus on a regular basis). Part of that is because she wants to appeal to him diplomatically, and is at least testing him at the same time to see how he reacts.]
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(Are they her emotions? So many of them feel foreign, like they don't belong—she doesn't like them one bit.)]
The answer is more than just "my safety," [she supplies, ensuring that he skips that part. Lexa has already rested her hopes on that belief, but it's not enough for her. There may be others who are glad that they are simply alive, but surviving doesn't fall in false hopes. Hope comes from knowing facts, from being able to perceive the situation fully. It doesn't come from dreams.]
I'd like to know. [She's less commanding this time, softening her words carefully. Part of that is because she's avoiding another lecture (she gets enough from Titus on a regular basis). Part of that is because she wants to appeal to him diplomatically, and is at least testing him at the same time to see how he reacts.]